Talking about my worst job

  1. Hello, my pretties! How are you all doing? Well, I hope!

    First of all, I suppose I should apologize for not being as regular with my posting lately. Nothing bad is happening, I’ve just been sort of busy sorting through personal stuff, like decluttering and helping a friend who’s dealing with a difficult time in her life, along with going back to blogging in Portuguese, so it might take a while for me to adjust my posting schedule again.

    With that out of the way, let us move on to the post, shall we? This post was inspired by Shayne’s post on her worst job. You can read it by clicking here, and I highly recommend that you do.

    Since I’ve read about her worst job experience, I’ve been toying with the idea of sharing mine. So, here goes nothing.

    It took me some time to decide on which one I should list here as my worst job, but I’ve finally settled on the one where I didn’t even finish my trial period. Trust me, I love working, and I love making my own money. So, for little workaholic me to not even finish a trial period, it has to be bad.

    I’ll just work on a list format. Let it be known that all of this happened in less than three months.

    1. The place was far from everything – bus lines, restaurants, etc. And they didn’t pay for transport or food, you had to bring your own and leave it in their fridge – and you had nowhere to heat it.
    2. Despite the fact that we lived in a super hot city, the owner turned off the fridge every night, so when you got there in the morning after walking there for almost 30 minutes, you only had lukewarm water to drink.
    3. One of their sons would constantly come to the office to ask for copies or something of the sort and stand there leering at me and/or asking me out.
    4. The owner’s business partners who came often for meetings were guilty of the same.
    5. The owner refused to answer the phone on her desk and kept yelling at me to answer it when I was on a call on the main office.
    6. When I got injured going to work (a sprained ankle that was starting to swell by the time I got there), the owner not only refused to let me leave to see a doctor, she was also upset that I would have to be away from work for a while, because I couldn’t get there (the office entrance was a very narrow stairway) with a cast, and tried to pressure me to get it out before I healed so she could go on a vacation.

    I have to admit that there was a huge red flag when I was looking through information left behind by the other ladies who had worked there: none of them had completed their trial period either. But I was young, naive and desperate for a job, so maybe this was partially brought upon myself by my own hand.

    Phew, I think that’s it. I know other people have had worse experiences, but this was mine. Would you like to share yours? Let me know in the comments!

    See you on the next post! Love you all!

10 thoughts on “Talking about my worst job”

  1. I worked for a military contract firm whose president became increasingly paranoid as time went on. By the time the Feds came for him (he cheated on his taxes), he had become so deranged that you couldn’t take notes during his meetings…

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    1. Oh, boy. I’ve never worked for anyone paranoid like this, so I’ll count my blessings! Then again, I suppose people who are engaged in shady business practices are always looking over their shoulder! Thanks for commenting!

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  2. Thanks for the shout out! Glad I could help you come up with an idea for a post! :)

    The first few things on your list could have been forgivable if everything else was good at this job, but yikes! Getting hit on when you’re trying to be professional is the worst. Why can’t these people just see us as working women?! And your boss definitely should have been more understanding. It’s no wonder she had a hard time hanging on to employees past the trial period.

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    1. You’re welcome, it took me a long time, but the idea was in my mind for a long time! :)

      And I agree, it was more like the whole package made for a pretty bad office culture. Last I heard, they had closed down the company after having only their daughter work there after I left. Sadly, not surprising that they would lose the employees and end up going out of business, with the poor ethics they had going on.

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  3. I’m glad everything’s been ok, albeit busy for you. I hope your friend is okay, it’s lovely that you’re there for her.
    Yikes, the job sounds like a difficult situation and a definite red flag when you discover nobody else finished their trial periods there. I’ve had some bad experiences with jobs, though the good I think outweighs the bad ones. xx

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    1. Thanks, I’m definitely doing well, and she’s a great friend, who’s been really strong through all of this.
      It was a pretty difficult situation, and I’d probably not even have started mine if I had found out before I did. They’ve gone out of business eventually, and I’m really not surprised with how messy things were in there.
      I’ve had a generally good experience working as well, but there’s always that one. XD

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  4. Enjoyed reading this post. We, all, have experiences that make us question why we took something up in the first place. I guess hindsight is always 20/20. But there’s something to learn, even, from the bad experiences. In fact, more from the bad than the good.

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    1. You are so right. I do try to take every experience in my life like a learning opportunity, but it’s not always easy, especially when we’re young, we don’t always see the value the hard lessons provide. Thank you for commenting! :)

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  5. Oh, I can so relate to your post. I am 77, and have been working up through these last couple of years, so my working experience goes back to the 1960s, and I can honestly say that every job I worked (and I worked across the pond so to speak from you) was my worst job. I dealt with bosses too who were sexually inappropriate (remember that this was before women’s lib or any of that even as late as the 1980’s and 1990’s), people bullying me at work, others stealing my work, and others lying about my actions at work. Many of the times I was older than others at my job and without being overly self-impressed, I honestly knew more than they did because I am able to think in the big picture of how things get done most efficiently. I had my own businesses throughout this time, so it gave me further depth of knowledge. It was not until I started working in the school districts as a substitute in various capacities for special needs children that I truly found the work of my heart. That and doing my own artwork, my own writing, and living my own life without interference that I am finding my own happiness at the level we all need to lead in our work life. I enjoy volunteering too very much and have since I was 14. That too is good for excellent experience in any field so that someone doesn’t end up wondering why they selected a particular field to work in for which they may not be well suited. I guess though, it is also good to find out in an actual job whether you are well suited to it or not. But I prefer personally the volunteer method because can be working in the field you are interested in, and also get experience in jobs in the field that may be related but not the same as the one you are with. thank you for your great post.

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    1. Thank you so much for your comment! And I’m so sorry you had to deal with so much harassment (in several forms) during your working years! I sadly know it’s par for the course, as I live in a still very sexist society, but it’s never fun to be seen as a cute thing to be looked at rather than a competent worker. Fully agree on volunteering, it’s a great way to develop lots of valuable skills and see what kind of work is a fit for a person. Plus it teaches us humility and team work. I’m currently at a good job where, despite the stresses of everyday life, I don’t have to deal with this kind of harassment, thankfully.

      Thank you again! <3

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